He let out an amused huff. “Yeah? Because I’m shy, right?”
“Yeah, shy. And nervous. Kind of like you’re scared of girls —”
Something big — way too big — shoved into me in one smooth moment, stretching me out and making my entire body shake. I’d forgotten how big he was, and he was pushing right against my g-spot and holy shit, it felt so good.
“Sorry,” Ben grunted. “I should’ve warned you. Fuck,” he hissed, staying buried in me, keeping still to let me adjustto him. “Alright, I’m going to fuck you hard for a moment, alright? Usually I’d be more gentle…” slowly, he pulled out and I swallowed a whimper. “But it’s been too long. You can take it, can’t you?”
A moan escaped me. “Yes. Yes, I can —”
He thrust into me, so hard and fast that the whole bed seemed to shake. I barely had a chance to process what had happened before he slid out and thrust in again, rough and fast and every nerve ending in my body felt like it was on fire. Oh god. It had never felt like this before.
“You alright?” he grunted, breathing heavy. “Sorry, I know I’m being rough, but I haven’t fucked in ages. Not since you moved in.” He thrust in, buried himself to the hilt, and let out a low groan. “I was too…too busy being distracted by you. And now you’re here, in my bed, and your pussy’s tighter than I thought was possible.”
“Ben,” I whined. “D-don’t talk like that.”
“What?” he asked, and if I could see him, I’d bet he was wearing a dark smile. “You don’t like me talking about your pretty pink cunt?”
“Ben,” I whimpered.
I thought I’d heard dirty talk before, but nothing like this, and it was almost surreal, hearing Ben say such lewd things, in the same voice that usually stuttered and mumbled. He actually had a really nice voice. Low, and smooth, and sexy.
“You know what?” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I think you like it. I can feel you clenching around me.” A moment later, he thrust into me, setting a punishing speed, and it was too much, I don’t think I’d be able to reply if I wanted to. It was like I’d lost the ability to speak. I was vaguely aware of making incoherent noises as he railed me, his balls slamming against my clit with every thrust.
I felt pleasure building up inside of me, hot and harsh.
And then…
He slowed down. I couldn’t believe it.
“I’m going to spank you now,” he said. “Your ass will look so pretty, all red and covered in my hand prints. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No, I don’t mind,” I snapped, but my voice sounded slurred, like I was drunk. “Just fucking keep going, alright? For fuck’s sake,fuck me,Ben. I can’t — I need it. I ned itnow.”
His hand landed on my ass, sharp and making my whole body shiver. “Sluts don’t talk back,” he growled. “I’ll fuck you the way I want. I own you, remember?”
“Jesus, Ben —”
He spanked me again, and I let out a hiss. “Say it.”
“Say what?”
Another spank, this time closer to my pussy. I wanted to tilt my hips so next time, his fingers would touch my clit. If I wanted tied up, I’d be rubbing it right now —
“You’re mine. You belong to me.”
“Fucking fine,” I snapped, but I wasn’t actually annoyed, not really. “I belong to you, Ben. Use my body however you like. I’m your fucktoy. Just…please. Please, fuck me.Please.”
CHAPTER SIX
My words hung in the air. Had I said the right thing?
But when Ben replied, I could hear the smile in his voice. “Good girl,” he murmured. He spanked me again, and instinctively, I backed myself onto him, wanting to be closer, wanting more. He shoved his cock into me, so thick, so long, stretching me out like no one else had, and fucked like an animal, hand hitting my ass over and over and over, hot and stinging and perversely pleasurable, and I could tell that he was close because he was moaning as he rambled.
“Fuck, Juliet. You should see your ass right now. So fucking red. And I can myself sliding into you. Your lips are gripping me so good, did you know that? Your juices are soaking all over me. Making such a fucking mess. And you’re so fucking tight. It’s —” his voice seemed to catch in his throat. “It feels so good.”
Then the next second, he was on top of me, flattening me so he was fucking me prone, and his mouth was next to my ear, breath tickling my neck as he let out the hottest groans and tiny little whimpers.
His hands reached around me and grabbed my tits, squeezing so tight I could feel his fingernails digging into the skin, but I didn’t care, because all I could focus on was how hot it was, feeling him lose control. He was swearing under his breath, but his words were so mumbled I couldn’t make out exactly what he was saying, and I felt the orgasm build up in me, unable to be stopped now.
